My lord, your plan is too obvious

The New Year is approaching, and the Ministry of Rites is also busy.

Ruohua has been busy checking the rewards of various palaces and finalizing the New Year's Eve banquet in the Ministry of Rites these days, full of boredom—why are there so many concubines in the harem?Thinking about his last life, there were only Sangong and Liuyuan, and there was no one in it.But now, Ruohua is dizzy just looking at the list of rewards for each palace, not to mention the need to write down the status of each concubine, and then divide them into different levels.

"My lord," Ruohua finally wrote the last gift list, "please read it over."

Si Nian took the gift list, read it carefully, and said:

"In Concubine Rong's palace, add five bolts of cloud embroidered brocade and satin, three pearls, and the same decorations from the Western Regions; Wen Zhaoyi adds a jade biscuit; and each of the two newly awarded talents this year adds a jade and pomegranate ornament. Bar."

It's easy to talk about Wen Zhaoyi and the two talented people. Recently, they are the celebrities in front of the emperor's eyes, so it doesn't matter if they add some rewards.But for Concubine Rong, if these rewards were added, she would be on par with the queen.

"My lord, where is Concubine Rong..."

"King Mao won't be back on New Year's Eve this year," Si Nian said flatly, "Let's add some rewards to comfort him."

Ruohua was stunned for a moment, although King Mao led his troops out of the customs, he was still a prince, logically speaking, he would definitely come back this Chinese New Year.

"The border is tight, and I have sent someone to send the secret report that Bei Qi plans to launch a surprise attack at the end of the year."

Ruohua has been wondering since before, why Si Nian has these things, and there are Si Nian's subordinates in the Ministry of War. Seeing that there is no one else in the Ministry of Rites at this time, Ruohua asked:

"Do you also have military power? Or are you raising soldiers in private?"

Si Nian raised his eyes to look at Ruohua: "My mother and concubine are the only daughter of Chen Shen, the former protector of the country. However, after the imperial brother came to the throne, he exerted pressure year after year, and the generals of the Chen family also declined. After my grandfather passed away, there was no successor. People, the title of Huguohou is gone. Part of the Chen family back then was merged into the Ministry of War and several other generals now. Give me some tips."

Si Nian said these few words lightly, but if Ruohua thought about it carefully, he knew that all the military power in Si Nian's hands might actually far exceed that of King Mao.

"Are you not afraid that I will tell others?" Si Nian should always keep these things very secret, why did he say so easily?

"Is there any benefit in telling others about you? I'm a prince. Even if I'm found out, the emperor will expel me from the capital at most. But if your affairs are discovered, I'm afraid I'm going to die again." Si Nian raised his eyebrows, "Besides, I don't know which little mouse has even patronized the corner of my study. If I let him dig it out by himself, I'm afraid it will destroy my Yanwang Mansion."

Ruohua, who was compared to a little mouse, turned his face away in embarrassment. It's really not good for him to peek at the things in the dark cell.But Si Nian's ridicule still made him feel a little embarrassed. This person is usually serious, but why is he always teasing him recently.

"Okay, let's go back home early after finishing these things." Seeing that Ruohua's face turned red, Si Nian stopped teasing him, "Today is also a young year, let's have dinner together."

There have been so many trivial things recently, and I don't want to think too much about other things. After listening to Si Nian's words, Ruohua realized that it was already the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month.In three days, he will not go to court again, and all the ministers in the court can go home to celebrate the new year.

But for Ruohua, she doesn't really look forward to going back.Since he came here, he has not been out of the capital alone.And he didn't have the slightest impression of Xiangfu in Tingzhou.If the clues are revealed...

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Although they wanted to go back to the mansion earlier, when the two of them had finished their work in the Ministry of Rites and the sky had already darkened, Ruohua and Sinian went straight to the main hall for dinner when they returned to the mansion.

On the New Year's Eve, the common people mostly eat dumplings and rice cakes. Ruohua originally thought that the royal family would eat two bites at most, but when he saw that the maids brought all the colorful dumplings and rice cakes, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth... …

Should it be said that Prince Yan's Mansion is really close to the common people...

Si Nian picked up a dumpling with his chopsticks and put it in Ruohua's bowl:

"Try it."

Ruohua picked up and took a bite, the dough was thin and chewy, and the soup inside filled his mouth as soon as he swallowed it.The taste of the dumplings is actually similar, but there are a few simple bowls and dishes on the not-so-large square table, with steaming white mist, and Si Nian on the other side of the square table is not as serious and elegant as usual. , eating one bite at a time.

Ruohua swallowed the dumpling in her mouth, feeling much warmer.

In his previous life, he always ate alone, even if there was a palace banquet, he would sit high on it.In the eight years since he took the throne, every new year, he would be alone in the main hall, eating two dumplings hastily for a good omen, and then staring at the empty palace in a daze.

In his memory, it seemed that when he was very young, his mother and concubine gave him a few small doughs during the Chinese New Year in order to coax him. He didn't know how to make dumplings, so he pretended to play with them.Then, waiting for the dumplings to come out of the pot, the concubine mother would hug him, cool the dumplings and feed them to him.However, as far as he could remember, two or three years like this seemed to have passed. When he was six years old, his mother and concubine passed away.

Ruohua looked at the dumplings in the bowl in a daze, obviously it wasn't delicious, but it seemed extremely rare.

Seeing Ruohua just staring at the dumplings, Si Nian thought he was afraid of being hot, so he picked one up, put it near his mouth, blew it, and then held it in front of Ruohua:

"This is not hot anymore."

Ruohua raised his head, saw the dumpling in front of him, opened his mouth and bit on it, wondering if he hadn't regained consciousness.

Si Nian froze for a moment, but did not withdraw his chopsticks.But Ruohua bit the whole dumpling before realizing it - these are Si Nian's chopsticks!And the current posture of the two seems to be being fed...

Ruohua shrank back, pushed the chopsticks out with his tongue, chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed the dumpling.A little embarrassed to say:

"I was in a daze just now... you can change your chopsticks..."

Si Nian withdrew his hand, dipped the front end of the chopsticks in the vinegar dish and put it in his mouth: "It's okay."

Ruohua, who was sitting across from him, saw Si Nian put the chopsticks he had just swallowed into his mouth so naturally, his face turned red all of a sudden: I don't mind! !

"In a few days, you should go back to Tingzhou," Si Nian continued as if he didn't notice Ruohua's face, "I have already sent someone to send a message to Xiang Zhao about your head being bumped. If you don’t know, just say you can’t remember clearly and just cover it up.”

"Thank you, my lord." Ruohua still thought about Si Nian's actions just now, and whispered his thanks in a somewhat awkward voice.

"I told you about the Xiang family's situation before. I sorted out this booklet. You can read it again when you have time. Don't make a joke."

"Yeah." Ruohua lowered his head and pulled the dumplings, his cheeks were still a little red.

"I will send someone to prepare the carriage, and you prepare some clothes yourself."

"Ah."

"I also prepared a gift, and you give it to Xiang Zhao."

"Mmm." Ruohua lowered her head and answered in a loud voice.

Si Nian saw that the person on the opposite side looked like he wanted to plunge his head into the plate, and he still didn't listen to himself, so he said:

"Do you feel ashamed of me?"

"Yeah." Ruohua responded habitually, then felt that something was wrong, raised his head suddenly, and saw Si Nian on the opposite side with a malicious smile on his lips, and a pair of eyes looking at him.

"No." Ruohua blushed and said angrily.

"Really." Si Nian even had a hint of teasing in his tone.

"Why do you..." Ruohua wanted to find a word to describe Si Nian at this time, but couldn't think of it angrily.

"Huh? What's wrong with me?"

"You're shameless!" Ruohua said this, regretting so much that she wished she could bite off her tongue.This is said like a girl being molested.

When Si Nian heard Ruohua scolding himself with the words shameless, he was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed.

Ruohua didn't bother to argue with him, she lowered her head and ate the dumplings desperately, and stopped talking.

Si Nian laughed a few times before stopping, even he himself didn't remember how many years it had been since he laughed so unscrupulously.

He looked at the young man with his head buried in eating dumplings, and his red ears, and his heart was so soft: You will be mine.

Ruohua ate the last dumpling, rubbed her swollen stomach and leaned back in the chair. Seeing Si Nian pushing over a cup of Xiaoshi tea with hawthorn with a smile, she suddenly felt that she seemed to be really happy. I'm a bit reluctant to part with such a day...